“Say it again,” Felix snapped, yanking his helmet off so Locus could actually see the fury on his face. It hadn’t just been the words Locus had spoken it was the way he had said them, the tone he had used and the way his posture changed the instant the chairman agreed in a condescending tone that made Felix want to punch the screen. He had held his tongue for all of five minutes, the same amount of time it took to hang up and get out of hearing range of the others, before turning on Locus and demanding a repeat. Felix didn’t say it again, he knew Locus had heard him loud and clear, they were standing a mere foot, or le
Felix looked around at where the beacon had sent him, noting that his surroundings were nothing but fields and dirt, a white house with green shutters behind him. He squinted a little, it looked oddly familiar. Felix went to raise his gun only to find that it wasn’t there. He scowled and looked at himself to find that all his weapons were missing. He huffed a little at that. Felix took in his surroundings, noting that Locus wasn’t there and barked a laugh, maybe he really was the worthy one. He hadn’t even seen one person he had killed either.
“Daddy!” Felix whirled around as a little girl ran over towards him,